Frozen mini-quiches, natch

Huh. I was IM-ing with Rajani earlier about a potluck thing I’m going to tonight, saying I’d bring “mini-quiches, not homemade, though. frozen, natch.” Up to then I’ve never really known what “natch” meant, only seeing it sparingly in print, and never in conversation. I threw it in figuring it connoted something like “mind you.” I even asked her if I used it correctly, and had an “oh, duh” moment when she told me it’s short for “naturally,” which I would’ve found out if only I’d taken the time to look it up. Which is unlike me, ’cause I’m always looking things up. You really do learn something new (to you, but obvious to the rest of the world) everyday.

P.S. Yeah, I know. You, quick to catch the larger issue here, are clutching your pearls and gasping, “frozen mini-quiches?!” much in the same manner one would shriek, “wire hangers?!” I would bake a quiche from scratch–and by “from scratch,” I mean using frozen spinach and pre-rolled pie crust–but I need a nap. So there.